THE ROSE AND THE BUTTERFLY

A BUTTERFLY once fell in love
with a beautiful Rose. The Rose
was not indifferent, for the But
terfly's wings were powdered in
a charming pattern of gold and
silver. And so, when he fluttered
near and told how he loved her,
she blushed rosily and said yes.
After much pretty love-making
and many whispered vows of
constancy, the Butterfly took a
tender leave of his sweetheart.

THE ROSEANDTHE BUTTERFLY

But alas! It was a long time
before he came back to her.

"Is this your constancy?" she
exclaimed tearfully. "It is ages
since you went away, and all the
time, you have been carrying on
with all sorts of flowers. I saw
you kiss Miss Geranium, and you
fluttered around Miss Mignonette Until Honey Bee chased you
away. I wish he had stung
you!"

"Constancy!" laughed the
Butterfly. "I had no sooner left
you than I saw Zephyr kissing
you. You carried on scandalously
with Mr. Bumble Bee and you
made eves at every single Bug
you could see. You can't expect
any constancy from me!"

Do not expect constancy in others if you have none yourself.

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